Shark began to shiver the moment the military forces appeared in full strength. The realization struck him brutally—he may have challenged the wrong military. His bravado dissolved instantly. His knees buckled beneath him, and he fell forward, palms pressed together as he begged.
“Please, General… please, I’m so sorry for what I did— for challenging you. Please forgive me,” he wept, his voice cracking with terror.
Enzo looked down at him with cold disgust and scoffed. “If it were up to me—if it was in my power—I would slice your neck right here. I don’t waste hours on fools like you.” Then he leaned closer, voice sharp. “But someone else owns your fate.”
At those words, Shark’s trembling worsened. Enzo’s eyes shifted away from him… and landed on Dante.
Dante stood quietly, watching eve
